Is there anything sexier than 300 pounds of bacon?

Nikki Beach Club is poised, literally and metaphorically, on the leading edge of South Beach at 1 Ocean Drive, a sandy cloister of sexy stylishness that seems to have invented the set pieces of seaside glamour: billowing curtains, Beautyrest cocktails and bikinied élan. It is a supermodel redoubt where Jamie Foxx flirts, Afrojack spins and Dwyane Wade and Gabrielle Union toast their engagement.

But to truly achieve perfection this paradise needed one thing, of course. Bacon.

On Saturday, Nikki Beach Club will celebrate freedom with its inaugural Bacon Beach Bash, with more than 50 dishes devoted to fried strips of pork. Do supermodels even eat bacon?

Who wants to argue with such rhetoric when there is asparagus-wrapped bacon, bacon mac and cheese, bacon martinis, bacon brownies, bacon-maple cannolis and (Megrabian’s favorite) Nutella-banana-and-bacon crepes to enjoy?

Megrabian says the restaurant has 20 15-pound cases of bacon ready to serve at six tented stations offering snacks, appetizers, salads, picnic favorites and desserts. There is an admission to get in and individual plates will range from $3 to $12.

“The first station I’m going to is the dessert,” Megrabian says, laughing. “I’m an adult now and I can decide for myself.”